( he lets him say what he needs to say β things he's rightfully unable to let go of. things that have scarred him, likely kept him up at night at times, that he carries with him throughout each day while pretending he doesn't. he knows that feeling and knowing that he does... he doesn't know what to make of it. how... alike they might actually be. deep down, that is.
he doesn't entirely take it to heart, the things jason says. this wasn't him β some other version of him that he's still trying to wrap his head around, but. will it be him? he can't help but wonder. for everything that differs, how much remains the same? or is this really just his future he's meeting face to face years before it even happens? trying to inject logic into any of this right now is difficult and he's not so sure he can. not yet anyways.
gaze dropped again, he lifts it after only a moment, stares to jason for no more than a few seconds, then slowly begins to move past him, creak of his suit filling the silence between them as he does. )
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he doesn't entirely take it to heart, the things jason says. this wasn't him β some other version of him that he's still trying to wrap his head around, but. will it be him? he can't help but wonder. for everything that differs, how much remains the same? or is this really just his future he's meeting face to face years before it even happens? trying to inject logic into any of this right now is difficult and he's not so sure he can. not yet anyways.
gaze dropped again, he lifts it after only a moment, stares to jason for no more than a few seconds, then slowly begins to move past him, creak of his suit filling the silence between them as he does. )